Patio chats and hangouts.  Man, this year has been a trip. Everything changed.  Everything feels/felt different.



These pics crack me up.  We used that soft serve machine TWICE this summer. I call that a win. 







Our grass is your grass. 

 

I still have not forgotten about our rematch, Nishelle, and I know that wherever I am right now, however old and frail I've become, as you're reading this down the road, I STILL HAVE NOT. 

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